My mental windows refuse to close.

Photo by Lisa Kahane

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tucarino:

South Bronx 1978

Classic picture of my parents and their friends.

^ lol. This photo is lovely. Lee & Pink are adorable.

“We sped through The Bronx, an urban maze of abandoned warehouses, half-empty row homes, vacant lots, and beautiful graffiti. So high are the highways through places like this; you get to see the morass and decay and degradation flash by you like a film reel, but you coast above it as if from the silver lining of a dark cloud stretching to Connecticut, and you leave the place untouched, unscathed, and unaware of the real world below.  When there’s traffic you peek out with disdain; when it’s smooth sailing you get through like a bat out of hell.  Either way you miss the culture, the wonder, the simplicity, and the surprising amount of beauty here.”